“Slade placed his pistol on the table next to his chair. "Sid down, Doll. This might take awhile," he said, as he took a deep breath. "I gots a proposition for ya'. Does 100 G's interest you? Sure might help keep them debt collectors you got at bay. Plus, might be able to finish up yer' master's degree without havin' to work your ass off to pay the bills.” Los AngelesJailPlastic SurgeryTrialSubstance AbuseItalian MafiaAttorneysMexican MafiaBarrio Author:Dianne Harman Cornered Coyote
“He'd searched every corner of his mind looking for ways to avoid a rendezvous with Chico. In the last twenty years, Slade had come a long way from the ghetto orphanage where he'd grown up, but the only way he could help Maria was to get in touch with Chico. Slade remembered the last time he'd seen Chico as though it was yesterday.” MurderJailChicagoTrialSubstance AbuseItalian MafiaMexican Mafia Author:Dianne Harman Cornered Coyote